Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder
Gu Qize is the eldest son of Uncle Gu Yu, ranking third among the cousins, right after Gu Peihai and Gu Mo.
Gu Yu struck gold overseas and returned home to establish the Runze Hotel Group. His eldest son intentionally majored in management at university, and even helped out in the company during his studies. Now, he serves as the president.
As the president, he’s quite busy. Moreover, since Runze Hotel Group operates in other cities, he’s never found the time to meet his cousin.
Nevertheless, he’s quite interested in his cousin’s career. He initially wanted to invest in "Leisurely Country Life," and after missing the chance, he decided to invest in the new show upon hearing about Gu Cheng’s troubles. He even became its only advertiser.
Tuanzi is super grateful for this cousin and also very curious about him.
Upon an unexpected meeting, she immediately widened her eyes and sized up her third cousin from top to bottom.
The young president wore a silver-grey suit, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a slim waist. His figure was impressive. His features were also outstanding, with a handsome face and an impressive bearing. The air of a workplace elite made him seem quite different from her other cousins.
Handsome and wealthy, he seemed to welcome her home too. Tuanzi smiled fuzzily, "Hello, Qize, we finally meet."
Gu Qize awkwardly stepped back.
He calmly said, "It’s our first meeting, but I haven’t prepared a gift. Let’s not chat much, next time I’ll bring a gift to visit you."
After saying this, the president strode into a private room, with no intention of exchanging pleasantries with Tuanzi.
Tuanzi: !!!∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ
"Was I disliked? Did Miaomiao get disliked?"
He slipped away right after greeting her, did he dislike her that much?
Tuanzi nearly teared up.
[Ancient Martial System: Calm down, he said he’d bring a gift to visit you later.]
[Miaomiao: Those are all excuses, "later," isn’t that the same as never?]
The Ancient Martial System pondered, and it sounded reasonable. People love using excuses like ’later’ or ’let’s discuss it.’
Seeing the host with a pouty mouth, the system consoled her.
[Ancient Martial System: He said he wasn’t prepared with a gift, maybe that’s the reason.]
[Miaomiao: But have you ever seen anyone needing to bring a gift to visit their sister? Even if you bring something random to eat, you don’t need to prepare for so long. They’re just excuses!]
The system was convinced once again.
[Ancient Martial System: It’s okay, many relatives like you, missing one doesn’t matter.]
Tuanzi pouted, climbed down unhappily.
"Miaomiao was disliked," she huffed, "but it’s okay, not everyone can be liked by everyone. Miaomiao doesn’t care, really doesn’t care."
Even if the person is a cousin, she didn’t care... not likely.
Relatives aren’t strangers, she still cared about her relatives. Whether strangers liked her or not was irrelevant.
Seeing her eyes red and grievance-filled, Gu Chi snapped a photo first, then joined Gu Che to comfort her.
"He doesn’t dislike you, it’s just his personality."
Tuanzi folded her arms and turned away, "Miaomiao doesn’t care."
A few seconds later, she quietly asked, "What kind of personality?"
"Neat-freak, overly focused on detail."
Gu Chi hugged her and smiled, coaxing, "Not to mention the neat-freak part, he really cares about details. For example, the first time meeting his sister, he wants to seriously prepare gifts. If he’s not ready, he won’t meet you. If you ask him to have a meal with you right now, he’d feel uncomfortable all over."
He jokingly gave an example, "Like a chair with many nails, being restless the whole time."
Tuanzi imagined that scene and burst out laughing.
"He really doesn’t dislike Miaomiao?"
"Really doesn’t," Gu Che raised his hand, "I swear, I’ve had a similar experience too."
He quickly recounted the time he won his first TV award.
"I was really happy then and invited everyone to a meal. But after waiting and waiting, he never showed up. Called him, he said the gift he custom-made for my award had an issue. Since he couldn’t get the gift, he wouldn’t attend the celebration dinner, but would take me out once the gift was ready."
Gu Che looked helpless, "Who cares about the gift, just wanted everyone to celebrate together."
Gu Chi said, "That’s just how he is, I suspect he has OCD, but you shouldn’t say that to him."
Tuanzi stroked her chin, "Alright, then let’s meet next time."
They passed by the private room.
Tuanzi suddenly had a bold idea, "If Miaomiao suddenly barged in, would he jump up in fright?"
Gu Che and Gu Chi imagined the scene, laughed unreservedly.
Persecuting a cousin, mood uplifted.
The consoled Tuanzi enjoyed the food.
After finishing the meal and settling the bill, they found out someone paid for them.
"Was it Qize?" Tuanzi tilted her head.
"It should be him," Gu Chi chuckled, "it’s typical of him."
After dining with business partners, Gu Qize rushed to the airport, receiving photos from Gu Chi en route.
In the photos, a little girl looked at the camera with a grievance, her bright black eyes glistening with tears, the round corners drooping slightly, with a hint of red.
His expression tightened, ready to demand who bullied his cousin, then Gu Chi sent a message.
[Gu Chi: You ran off after greeting her, Miaomiao thought you disliked her, cried so badly. I won’t send the teary photos, not to scare you]
The already frightened Gu Qize, "..."
The young president’s face darkened, he opened his phone’s memo, one note related to gifts, listing various gifts, some completed, some pending.
Feeling it wasn’t serious enough, he thought, is there an alternative?
Gu Chi sent another message.
[Gu Chi: Even though you won’t change, as long as you show up, even empty-handed, Miaomiao would be happy. The important thing is your attention to her, not the gift itself.]
[Gu Chi: Or perhaps, you wish to give what you consider the best gift to important people, but in Miaomiao’s eyes, whatever you give is the best.]
Gu Qize: "..."
Quite reasonable, but he still wants to prepare a gift.
The "Jianghu" crew now had a small girl and a young artist.
The little girl liked to stay hidden in various places, her big bright eyes observantly watching everyone.
As long as the little heroine with strong martial skills wanted, it would be hard for ordinary people to notice there was someone secretly watching from corners.
[Ancient Martial System: You now resemble the meme circulating online]
[Miaomiao: Huh?]
[Ancient Martial System: Orange cat secretly observing.jpg]
The system displayed in her mind.
Tuanzi, taking a clear look at it, almost broke character.
[Miaomiao: No, no, I’m not that fat!]
A fuming Tuanzi worked harder, soon listing names.
Who liked Second Brother, who was mediocre, who was two-faced, praised him in front but cursed him behind, and who secretly plotted against him.
Listing done, she contacted Jin Tong.
"Found dirt on a few people, it’s been released, now in self-care mode, likely too preoccupied to bother your ’fragile and deceptive’ Second Brother."
"Great job, Uncle... Brother Jin Tong, Miaomiao will look out for ancient hair care formulas."
Jin Tong didn’t take it seriously, thinking she was just joking.
After hanging up, Tuanzi counted on her fingers.
"Still a few people want to frame Second Brother, how do I teach them a lesson?"
[Ancient Martial System: Cough, cough, I’ve been online these days, found some info, might be useful]
It displayed the findings.
Tuanzi was so excited she jumped up.
[Miaomiao: Very useful, Little Gu, you’re amazing!]
[Ancient Martial System: Just casually looked it up]
[Miaomiao: Got it, got it]
Surely specially researched, the little girl blissfully smoothed her face, just that Little Gu is too shy, dare not admit it.
[Miaomiao: Oh my, Little Gu, you’re too cute]